Whenever he passed by those dirty places, Gao Daxing would turn his head to the other side to show his innocence. But since he started dealing with the women, he realized that they are also a group, a group of people just like the traffic police standing at the intersections, the old farmers selling vegetables, and the taxi drivers driving their cabs. Some big shot once said that there is no distinction of high or low, noble or humble among professions; there is only the difference in the served objects. Indeed it's true. The women, though, suffer more social discrimination.